Rahman Bin Rahimah
CHAPTER 1

Fokos with his job, making him ignore someone who was sitting on a sofa chair enjoying his homemade hot tea.

"Rahimah," the gentle call from the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa stopped his work of sewing cloth.

~Slight story from Rahimah~ life story

Rahimah, a beautiful 21-year-old Muslim woman, is the only child of a widower named Muhammad Ramlan and was left dead by his wife while pregnant with a second child.

He who was only 9 years old was raging when he saw his mother Siti Fatimah buried, many Mothers neighbors around his house who helped calm him. But he still roared and frowned loudly in the maelstrom of the Mother, until he fainted from exhaustion and mental stress left his mother.

He was even depressed over the incident, he who was depressed could not get a knock, and everyone in the complex around the Rahimah home knew about it.

His father was about to marry again when it was one year his mother died, in order to accompany and raise him.

Come with his future wife and introduce her to Rahimah, Ramlan who was going to the bathroom at that time because of what suddenly Rahimah rampaged ... without asking too much Ramlan also knew what the reason for his daughter to return like that.

Ramlan thought Rahimah's daughter had recovered after several months of never behaving like that, but he was grateful for the rampaging events of Rahimah when left alone with his future wife, who had never acted like that, there he could see the true nature of the woman he wanted to marry.

It turns out that in addition to being yelled at Rahimah also pinched on the shoulder, Ramlan only found out when helping Rahimah replace the dirty bouju due to rampaging and fighting all day. Very bright bluish color in the white.

Since the incident Ramlan never again had the intention to remarry, he raised Rahimah alone. Rahimah was also bullied during Junior High because people who knew about her depression and were called crazy.

Rahimah is often locked up in a warehouse by her schoolmates and will only be released if she has begged and forgiven, begging for forgiveness while saying her name ... (God ... Rahimah asked for forgiveness ..) even almost expelled from school because of her condition. Fortunately there was Ustazah Habibah who guaranteed, making him stay in school. Ustadzah Habibah was also a big role in healing him.

As time went on, Rahimah was cured of her depression, she did not go on a rampage anymore. But due to the frequent bullying he got, reflex made him apologize for asking for forgiveness to mention his own name if he felt afraid and threatened.

He is afraid to make mistakes and sometimes it still happens even though not often, but he can control. Seeing the Father who did not remarry, He also allowed his Father to remarry when He sat in the 9th grade which was immediately rejected by Mr. Ramlan firmly, that enough Rahimah alone accompany his old age .. then he was very happy and Rahimah could not force him.

After graduating High School Rahimah did not continue his studies back, He prefers to be a tailor at home to help his father's financial income.

He who secretly knew with the loss of the Father, who had cheated his colleagues made him decide not to go to college, and gave reasons that He wanted to learn to make clothes at home only ... although the Father suggested He to study majoring in Fashion Designer but He still did not want to burden the Father.

There was a lot of equipment to make clothes in his mother's closet, all of which belonged to Mother was enough. He also remembers being taught by his mother how to make his own clothes, and that could have been an example of learning so he could try it.

Often wrong in making clothes does not make him give up, his father who is a cloth seller also helped Rahimah .. Mr. Ramlan will bring the remaining cloth sales that can be made clothes. So He always made use of it, and the results He achieved were not in vain. Now Rahimah can make her own clothes, sometimes some neighbors also ask to make clothes by her, the money can be saved for everyday.

~Back connect toawal~

The womb, which was in the corner of the room a few meters from where his father was sitting, immediately moved from the sewing machine.

"Yes sir what's wrong?" Come closer and sit down next to you.

"Tomorrow did you go to your friend's wedding in Bandung?" Ask the Father while putting a glass containing hot tea that has been drunk a little.

"Yes, sir is." Think fast.

"Yes, I said .. You are careful when you leave. I'm just afraid something's going on with you."

"Regih Sir, Insha Allah Imah can take care of themselves. I have often come to Bandung with Ustadzah Habibah" he explained.

"You have often gone to Bandung, but you still like to worry .... Just like who's gone?"

"Sama Nurul and Dinda Pak, they will pick me up using Travel." explained Rahimah and embraced by Mr.

"Then, you go first! Want to open a store," Ramlan said after sipping the hot tea.

"Let me go out for a minute, sir?" Said Rahimah asking permission while walking to take Mr. Ramlan to the terrace.

"Where are your nails going?" ask the Rahimah.

"You go to Ustazah Habibah's house, deliver his finished clothes I sewed Sir. All the kitchen materials shopping in the stall Kak Sari," he explained.

"Yes may .. be careful at home, you are leaving now." While hand-picking while sitting on his motorbike, which was immediately greeted by Rahimah and kissed. Not to forget Mr. Ramlan rubbed the head of the soft womb wrapped in a veil.

"Assalamualaikum." Ramlan said while statering his motorbike.

"Wa'alaikumussalam" said the Rahimah.

Then back into the house, took a bag and clothes Ustazah Habibah then locked his house and left on foot.

Ustazah Habibah's house was only blocked by four houses from his house. Ustadzah Habibah was the wife of Ustadz Ahmad, one of the leading men in his compound, after Ustadz Ahmad died Ustadzah Habibah more often teach people to teach at home.

Arriving at the house Ustazah Habibah Jam has shown at 08:15 minutes, Rahimah thought that this early must have been no student who taught in the house. When he said hello and got a reply also welcome to enter the house, because the door was wide open. Looks beautiful woman about the same age as her dressed muslimah I wear a veil to the chest, sitting cross-legged in front of a small table on which there is a book IQ'RA.

"Why stay there? Come here in," the call of Ustazah Habibah diverted his attention from the woman who was smiling at him.

"This is Mrs Ustazah, I brought a shirt that had been sewn." He held his hand while kissing her.

"Oh, is it done, huh? Yeah, I'm sitting here, let me take the money first. Mariam's son, you'll stay a while, won't you?" The woman named Maryam nodded. After the death of Ustazah Habibah, Rahimah tried to be friendly by greeting him.

"Your new student Ustazah Habibah huh?" Rahimah asked kindly, smilingly looking at the woman who was also smiling at her.

Nodding quickly and answering, "Yes .. I have only studied with Ustazah Habibah for three months, and now I have IQ'RA four," he said proudly.

Rahimah gawked at him, glaring at the eyes looking in disbelief. He immediately blinked his eyes when he realized that he was just silently shaking.

"Oh yeah? Terrific dong?" Compliment her, so that Maryam is not offended by her who had been dumbstruck. Meanwhile, the flattered person smiled in embarrassment.

Leaving the house of Ustazah Habibah, Rahimah went to the stall opposite the house of Ustazah Habibah.

When he was in front of the stall, he was greeted by Sari, his upperclassman during school .. 2 floors from him.

"What would you buy?" greet the buyer friendly.

While the person sitting on the chair beside Sari stood up, looking at her loathed. She is Maya Sari's younger sister and her classmate, Maya has also bullied her at school. But there is her brother who scolded Maya, if caught doing that .. Since they were one school in elementary school until High School, Maya has seen her dislike and until now, but Rahimah does not care. He is used to getting such treatment.

"Buy one kilo of sugar, wash soap a pack of responsibility, tea one box, equal a large one-pack of salt" he said, calling the ingredients his groceries.

"So 27,000 rb." while handing over the plastic bag, and exchanged Rahimah with a 50,000 rb denomination. "This is the money, brother."

"Back 23,000 rb."

"Thank you, brother?" Said Rahimah receiving her change.

"Sama-sama," replied Sari.

Glancing at Maya Rahimah smiled and greeted him. "Tomorrow did you go to Maya's bandongkan?" ask Rahimah who was sahut ketus by Maya.

"As far as I want to go or not, it has nothing to do with you" he said as he left.

...****************...

Cristian Santiago, 26 years old .. the youngest CEO in a large area of freight forwarders. He always went to the office with whatever clothes he wanted today, always looking relaxed but with a flat and cold face.

At the dinner table there was already a beautiful, straight long-haired girl who was 6 years younger than him greeted him with a sweet smile.

"Good morning, brother?" greet Cristina after her sister stands near the dining table.

"Morning as well" he retorted as he pulled up a chair and sat down beside his sister.

"Are you leaving tomorrow?" Asking while preparing breakfast for his sister.

"Yes" he answered briefly.

"So today you're gonna be overtime?" Ask again while putting the plate in front of the Brother.

"Yes. Then you ... What's going to teach today?" Cristina smilingly looked at the Big Brother with the spirit of assuring him.

"Yes dong ... I'm ready." Standing spread out his hands moving a little body to the left and right, showing his appearance that has been wearing a dress.

Cristian turned to look at his sister's appearance, from top to bottom, then frowned.

"Why not wear a veil?" when he realized the appearance of his sister, something was lacking.

"Then wear a veil now. It's the veil I've put in the bag." His words pulled out a little veil, revealing to his Brother.

"Hemm, what time do you want to teach? And how was your college?"

"At 8, if I go to college at ten's" Cristina said, enjoying breakfast.

"Would I take you with my sister?" While eating fried rice made by his sister.

"Yes, I'm with Brother."

After breakfast they left.

Arriving at the house where she learned to teach, Cristina immediately went down. Cristian left him.

...****************...

In his study he looked serious while listening to someone talking across the street from his cell phone.

"Continue expanding, gather all the evidence. Tomorrow I will go there," he said coldly and firmly reject his interlocutor and immediately turn off the phone.

"People satt" he said furiously clenched Hp, in his hands tightly until his jaw hardened.

"How dare you want to play behind my back, see what I'm going to do tomorrow to you TRAITORS" he said with emphasis.

Looking at a photograph in his hand. Glancing at the photos on the table, in the photo shows a pair of humans who were walking on the beach, happily not much different as in his hands making his blood boil.

Having relationships with women over the years, of course, there are many beautiful stories that he has made together.

Likewise with his love feelings that have been anchored to his lover, and he thinks must be his lover also thought to him.

But when a few months ago he investigated the whereabouts of his lover, he even got the bad reality from the reports of his men, that the lover was having an affair.

Years of knowing the lover in fact does not make him recognize the true nature of the woman. Either because love is so great or because it is too stupid, so he always forgives his lover's mistakes.

After he showed the photos of the affair, to his lover ..the woman said that they were only friends, he considered it just a wind and hoped that his lover would be honest.

And again this time ...he investigated his lover, he again got a report that is not much different from the previous. Being fooled and betrayed, that is what He is feeling right now, and He only realized that He was being used only by his beloved.

He took all the pictures on the table, then he squeezed with all his might. The reality was like a dream to him, all this time he always looked up. But for this time he will not forgive again the fatal mistake of his lover.

Had He never known about his lover's affair, he would have been one step closer to marrying her.

"All the needs you need are ready," he who was furious squeezing the photo in his hand gasped in shock when suddenly there was someone who came and immediately spoke.

"Brengg ss*k lo Adit, play in aja .. fortunately I do not have a heart attack," his mouth stares annoyed, while the person who was stared chuckles amusedly because of it.

Yes ... only the very near, the brave one like that to him. If people who just knew him, certainly would not dare when he saw his cold face.

"Hehe. sory sory, forget me. Piss." His voice raised his hand, revealing his index and middle fingers making the symbol v.

"Lo's room is next to it, so you can catch them wet." Sitting on the couch relaxed.

"Hem." His murmur threw the photo, which was no longer in shape to the trash.

"What did you throw away? Photos again?" ask at once answer yourself.

"Make this time you don't be stupid anymore, I don't agree. Rich girl she nih yah .. must be away from this world .. can-can this earth destroyed gegara many rich girls she," he said at length staring seriously at the boss in the guise of friends. Being said to be stupid looking at him nyalang but Adittetap cuek because it is common.

"This time I will not let them live well, on top of my suffering," the anger that was, came back plus heard the word stupid by his innards.

"They must feel a very painful pain" he said with a hardened jaw, and clenched both hands showing the veins of his hands while glaring at Adit.

"By the way, how is my sister-in-law's candidate? Can you get a belom?" his tan muffled the conversation with a mouthful of food that he had just taken from inside the jar.

Adit doesn't want to make his boss uncontrollably angry at the moment, it's better that his energy is saved for tomorrow he thought.

"Lumayan, already IQ'RA four he said," he said smiling faintly almost invisible, staring at Assistant and friends during his lecture.

If you have talked about the sister, he is very enthusiastic about what else is related to the development of his learning, but He can cover the expression of his face flat. Adit knew his friend's weakness, and only he knew.

"Well, there has been progress, Cristina" he said directly at Cristian.

"Call her Maryam, otherwise you'll get mad at her." - Cristian.

"Yes, yes. forgot the cave ah," he said sewot.

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